Fuzzpaw's Moonstone

(Thanks for the reminder sorry I forgot to get this up sooner: I also have no idea how the sitewide works with moonstones timewise so im just not gonna mention any sitewide activity in this lols)


Batsong gathered what traveling herbs she could and quickly made the traveling bundles for herself and for Fuzzpaw to take with them on their journey.

She was excited to be able to go on this, the shy med cat wasnt good at meeting new cats so this journey was the perfect icebreaker to do so and it forced her out of her shell a bit which she knew was good for her despite sometimes prefering to be a intorverted loner at times.


She went over to where the apprentices were hanging out and quickly spotted Fuzz.

"H-h...hey you she purred a warm but shy greeting.

"I g-g..g-ggot somethin for ya! she meowed setting the herb pack down for him.

Hmm this apprentice liked food alot... maybe he would be the first one to like the super strong herb pack that was tradtional to be taken before all moonstones...

(I like to think of the traveling herbs as like a super strong coffee if we had to put it in human terms... If hes the kinda guy who wouldnt mind drinking straight super strong black coffee than maybe he would like the herb pack... I think most cats think its too bitter, but maybe he likes anything?)

She munched on hers slowly... even after working with the herbs for half her working career they still tasted strong to her... hmm but they would give em the energy to get there and back...

"its uhh quite a ways so w-w..we can talk about how your training is going if youd like? she offered as she waited allowing him to finish his herbs

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Once he had she led the way out of camp and began their very long walk to the stone.

"so, how is everything?" she asked curiously and in a good mood. She liked these alot,

yes she was very shy but one on one she was a very friendly caring cat. She just didnt like being the center of attention. She couldnt imagine how the leaders felt at gatherings... eek gatherings were bad enough as it was.

"are y-you learning lots? w-with Russetpaw and Sleepypaw and your mentor Silverwing? she asked. Oh ... right! she slowed down a bit conciously wanting to make sure she wasnt going too fast for his comfort

A journey... how lovely. Unfortunately for him, going with Batsong to this moonstone thing was the only way he could become a warrior, which thankfully meant no more of this grueling training, or so he prayed.

Padding slowly over to the medicine cat, Fuzzpaw raised a skeptical non-existent brow at her little surprise bundle that she dropped at his paws. He'd heard from some other apprentices that the herbs were bitter and gross, but he wouldn't knock it until he tried it. Leaning down, he gulped up the plant leaves. Chewing them for a few moments, he tried to absorb all the flavors individually. They weren't necessarily good like prey was, but they had a sort of fresh taste to them? He definitely could understand the bitterness aspect, but it wasn't as horrible as the others had made it seem. They clearly just didn't have as much of a refined pallet as he did.

Giving his thick pelt a shake, he began to follow the she-cat, his large paws thumping against the ground bellow. He appreciated her slowing her pace, as he wasn't one to rush anywhere, and he shrugged at her questions. "Going fine I guess," he mewed simply, though that was a blatant lie. Training was an awful experience, especially with Russetpaw enjoying their sparing sessions a little too much for his fancy, and he just wasn't the best apprentice on the moor, obviously. "Silverwing's great," Fuzzpaw added with another shrug on his shoulders as they continued onwards. That particular fact wasn't a lie. He wasn't really a fan of any-cat in particular, but Silverwing was just doing her job and seemed to be doing well at it, all things considered.

Batsong watched the appretnice munch down the herbs.. hmm he was the first one not to make an icky face at them and he even seemed to like them... a vauge idea of maybe him one day being med cat occurred to her her. She had been thinking for awhile of maybe returning to a life of a warrior but that was unlikely to happen right now given the clans uncertanity, the clan needed stability for now and chaning roles during all this would not be ideal. Besides, Birchpaw still needed a bit more training... but when he became full time.... she wondered if perhaps fuzz would ever be interested in being mca under Birchpaw allowing her to go back to being a warrior for awhile. She kinda missed the days of warrior, as much as she also liked being med cat... hmm perhaps it needed more thinking over but there would be no harm in seeing if he was at all even remotely interested right??


"hmm Im very glad you like y-your training. she purred a bit shy and queitly, she was pretty shy at first around anyone new.


"hmm d-d..do you think you would ever want to be an mca Fuzzy? Hypothetically speaking? N-nothing set in stone just c-curios of your thoughts on it she purred quietly as they mozzied their way towards mothermouth, luckily, their journey was even closer than usual given all the moving around the clan had.

The cave was coming into view and Batsong pointed it out with her tail.

mhm, there it was.

"hmm a b-bit dark... oh and k-keep your head low the cave gets kinda low clearence in spots

She mewed quietly as she led the way into the darkness of the cave the darkness no longer bothering her as she knew the way so well now.

After a bit of blindess they got to the lit up open room of the moonstone, the moonlight poured in hitting the stone making for a very pretty sight.

a-alirght, you sleep with yo-your nose to the stone, ill be here for when you wake up she purred quietly instructing to the appretnice.

"Liking" training wasn't how he'd put it per say, but before he could bother to correct the she-cat, she asked him a most curious question. Be an medicine cat apprentice? The thought hadn't crossed Fuzzpaw's mind before, but now that she mentioned the idea to him, he couldn't help but wonder. Of course, his wondering was a bit limited, seeing as though he didn't quite know exactly what the medicine cats did. They healed cats and helped when others were in need, that much he knew. And they... sorted plants, or something along those lines? He didn't see the medicine cats out hunting and training like warriors and apprentices, which is what really peeked his interest. Not having to go out at the crack of dawn and run around... oh how wonderful that sounded.

"Haven't really thought about it," he replied as they continued onward at a slow yet steady pace. "Guess it's always an option," the plump grey apprentice added with a shrug of his shoulders. He wasn't particularly against the idea, but supposed it was something they might chat about more later, because before long, they arrived at their destination. Finally, done walking.

Nodding at Batsong's directions, Fuzzpaw followed the medicine cat into the darkness, crouching down as low as possible, though in doing so his fuzzy underside became damp from brushing against the chilly tunnel floor. Entering the cavern, Fuzzpaw looked around the dimly lit space, before resting his gaze on what he assumed was the Moonstone, seeing as though it was lit up by the moonlight above. Turning back to the black she-cat, who looked to be no more than a shadow in the cave, a small smile grew across his short muzzle. All he had to do was take a nap? He could certainly do that, no problem.

Making his way over to the shimmering stone, the apprentice plopped himself down. Curling himself up and resting his short tail atop his round paws, he closed his eyes and reached his nose forward. The initial sensation of the stone was wet and cold, but it didn't take him too long before he drifted asleep.

Blinking his eyes open, Fuzzpaw let out a long yawn. How long had he been asleep? It'd been pretty uneventful... but as he opened his eyes more, the star-lined trees that stood tall told him that this wasn't the cavern anymore. Sitting up with haste, the stout apprentice looked around with wide eyes. So this... this must be StarClan, it was actually real! He'd never fully doubted the stars above, but he'd always had some speculations, though he'd clearly just been a mousebrain.

Before he was able to 'oo and awe' over his surroundings, he caught sight of a star-pelted cat approaching him. Hopefully, she was friendly, for he was not a fan of running after just having woken up from a nap.

As she got closer and closer, he noticed how her pelt shimmered, bits and pieces of it catching the light every so often. As she began to speak, the apprentice stayed quiet, not sure what to say or if he was supposed to say anything at all. He remembered his instructions; meet with a StarClan cat, get advice or something or the sorts, was there something that Batsong had said after that? He couldn't quite remember

As the she-cat began to speak, he did his best to keep his attention on her words. "Provide for your clan..." But his mind began to wander a bit as she continued. Did... did they have prey in StarClan? Did they even need to eat up here? No one had told him anything about that part of being dead and now that he was here, he couldn't help but wonder.

"Understood?"

Snapping his attention back to Oliverain, he nodded his head up and down, though he realized he didn't quite know what he was agreeing to, or at least didn't remember all of what she'd said. "Yep yep" the grey tom mewed shortly, his amber gaze now glancing around every which way as he soaked in the perplexing surroundings. "Is there prey up here? Does it taste the same?" he pondered as he turned his gaze back towards the fluffy warrior, his head tilted to the side in a curious manner.